Sometimes, in order to achieve rock star status, one must wake up in the morning with a stiff neck from head banging and a split in the crotch of one's favorite jeans that was the result of an audaciously failed attempt of acrobatics during a karaoked Scorpions jingle.
I love you Lincoln Karaoke. You and your booby tv. And bad pizza. And pink light-up tambourines.
Not Yeti Friday - Gorilla-Whale
2 days ago
1 Whachoo Say?:
I like your photography and btw.... undergarments are over-rated :-)
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